trudyd's Blog

He lit a candle
And cleaned off the bed
The clothes were off the floor
I thought it was romance
But I was just a whore

He kissed me and held me close
And made me feel things I’d never felt before
I could see the future
And it was filled with memories of him

I would rather have the clothes on the floor
And seen the truth before he broke my heart
And showed me the door

The months went by and by chance he was there
I watched them standing together
It was a place I had been before
And I felt sorry for her while she was asking him for more

I have been lost in those eyes
And counted all his scars
I know every inch of him
And been with him to the stars

But now she was kissing him
And all I know is I should have listened to those who knew better
Instead of just missing him

At first glance
he was handsome
and kind
little did I know
later he would be
all mine.
maybe not forever
and maybe not
next week
but for a few short hours
we were everything.
we danced the dance
that all lovers do
exploring and pursuing
wanting and taking
giving and receiving.
the sight of naked flesh
and clean tan lines
the muscles and
hair barely there
my eyes wander over him
where my hands long to be
he touches me with
a fire in his eyes
he smiles as he
dips his head below
and kisses each thigh.
i touch his cheek
he nuzzles
then sighs.
we climb to heights
i've never known before
never caring if
someone passes by
tasting and needing
only each other
until it's time to say
goodbye.
he kisses me then
with my head in his hands
it was my turn to
nuzzle then sigh.